your little tail

night, silence.

Warm yellow lights will shine on the floor-to-ceiling windows, reflecting the simple furnishings in the house.

Sitting in front of the computer, Mo Jingyu took out the list of bloggers compiled by Qin Rou, intending to take a look at the quality of the content.

I glanced at it and randomly searched for a blogger named "Drawing Silk Feather".

She browsed through the blogger's previous content, which were basically illustrations, and also shared some practical tips, and occasionally answered questions from fans below, and it was obvious that there was no secret.

From this point, Mo Jingyu guessed that this person should be very confident.

Mo Jingyu clicked "Follow", marked the list of bloggers, and continued to search for other bloggers one by one.

The night is getting darker.

Mo Jingyu lay on the bed after taking a shower, unable to fall asleep, so she simply got up, picked up her phone and looked at recent hot spots.

Mo Jingyu refreshed Weibo, glanced over, and saw that the blogger named "Drawing Silk Feather" posted new content.

It is a gray animal illustration.

Although there is no accompanying text, Mo Jingyu can read a bit of loneliness from the painting.

lonely.

Some softness in Mo Jingyu's heart was touched.

She opened the address book list, swipe up at will, and saw Ji Ling's profile picture at a glance, which was a big bright yellow grapefruit.

Mo Jingyu clicked in, and the editor asked, "What's for dinner tomorrow?"

It's just that as soon as the finger touched "send", he changed his mind and moved his hand away.

Delete every single word.

Noon the next day.

After the meal, Ji Ling was about to leave with a small bag.

"Wait a minute." Mo Jingyu stood up, walked to a small black floor-to-ceiling refrigerator, and took out a box of cherries from it. "This is for you. Tell me what fruit you want to eat in the future."

Ji Ling scratched her chin, "Is there a refrigerator here yesterday?"

Mo Jingyu said without changing his face: "It has been placed here for a long time."

At this time, Qin Rou symbolically knocked on the door twice and came in with a tablet.Just as he was about to get down to business, he saw the black electrical appliance in front of Mo Jingyu. "Why do you suddenly have a refrigerator here?"

……

Mo Jingyu fell into silence for a while.

Qin Rou locked onto the cherries in Mo Jingyu's hand, and said, "I happen to be a little thirsty."

Mo Jingyu: "Then drink more water."

After finishing speaking, he stuffed the fruit into Ji Ling's arms, "Go back to work."

In fact, Ji Ling never ate fruits from outside. The Ji family would send organic fruits and vegetables specially provided by the farm every day.It is not so much a princess disease, as it is an extreme distrust of people.

But when she returned to her work station, she opened the lid and took a sip for the first time.

Ji Ling's heartbeat began to speed up, and the indicator light of the heart rate monitor on his wrist flickered.

Half a minute later, Ji Ling's breathing calmed down, and the flustered feeling just now dissipated a lot.

"It's pretty sweet." Ji Ling muttered softly.

At this time, a sexy woman with flaming red lips came to Ji Ling's table, smiling all over her face, "Ji Ling, we have been working together for so long, let me ask you something?"

Ji Ling's nose was suddenly filled with a foul smell, and the nausea that had just been suppressed came up again.

She picked up the spray on the table and sprayed her nose a few times, a drop of sweat broke out on her forehead.

Flaming Red Lips asked concerned: "Are you feeling unwell?"

Ji Ling asked, "What's the matter?" She still didn't remember who this person was.

Lie Yanhong cleared his throat and smiled even more, "Aren't you familiar with the boss? Do you know how she plans to evaluate? How many people will the company plan to dismiss?"

Ji Ling answered simply and straightforwardly: "I don't know."

Flaming red lips approached, "I promise not to tell anyone else, just tell me a little bit, please~"

Ji Ling had goose bumps all over her body.Serious look: "Sorry, I really don't know."

This flaming red lips is called Bai Jin. She is the team leader of the second customer team who has just been promoted. The customer department has the most people in the company. It is not certain whether the long position will be guaranteed or not, so whenever there is any trouble, pay special attention to it.

Still unwilling to give up, Bai Jin called up a picture on her phone and held it up in front of Ji Ling, "This set of LM's skin care products is especially suitable for girls your age. I happened to buy too many, so I'll give you a set."

Ji Ling blinked innocently, "Does my skin still need maintenance?"

In fact, she spent several times the amount of that set of skin care products every month to maintain her whole body.

Bai Jin: "Of course, the earlier a girl starts to take care of herself, the younger her skin will be."

Ji Ling: "But after using this set, I don't have the money to buy a new one."

The corners of her mouth curled up slightly, "Could it be that my sister will give me a set every month?"

Bai Jin really didn't expect that the little girl would make such a brazen request, and she stood there speechless for a long time.

"It seems to be impossible." Ji Ling showed a little regret on his face, and smiled at the flaming red lips in front of him, "If you work hard, Mr. Mo will definitely see it in his eyes, come on!"

Bai Jin knew that he had hit a soft nail, so he could only return to his position first.

In just a few days, several groups of people came to the company and asked Ji Ling the same question. The gifts were endless, ranging from food to useful things, but she refused them all.

So, Ji Ling obviously didn't do anything, but these people disliked her even more.

A pair of colleagues in the media department who are very close to each other, Mushroom Head and Chinese Character Face, always see this scene with pity in their eyes and compassion in their hearts.

As the people who watched the boss's appearance, the two of them are probably the only ones in the whole company who know Ji Ling's true identity.

This feeling... is actually a bit cool.

The power of habit is terrifying.

Now, when it's time for dinner, Mo Jingyu subconsciously looks at the door.

But the door didn't move at all, as if deliberately against her.

Time flows very slowly at this moment.

A few minutes later, there was finally movement at the door.

As soon as Ji Ling came in, a faint female voice sounded in the room.

"Time at noon is precious, I hope you can be more punctual in the future."

Ji Ling froze for a moment and looked at the time. "It's only twelve past five."

Mo Jingyu: "Does it take 5 minutes to walk from your station?"

Ji Ling: "I have to heat it up."

Mo Jingyu: "I have a microwave oven in my office."

Ji Ling glanced and saw that there was indeed a microwave oven in the corner. She frowned. She hadn't seen it yesterday. Could it be that she was really blind?

"Let's eat." Mo Jingyu got up, came over to take the lunch bag from Ji Ling's hand, and skillfully placed it on the table.

Ji Ling sat down, her nose fluttering, her face full of satisfaction.

She accidentally fell towards Mo Jingyu, and rubbed against Mo Jingyu like a kitten. With this rub, her head rested on Mo Jingyu's lap.

Mo Jingyu froze in place, looking at Ji Ling with surprise.

Looking up at Mo Jingyu, Ji Ling blinked a few times, her eyelashes flickering innocently.

Others may not be able to see it, but she is also at a loss.

Ji Ling racked his brains, trying to make up a reasonable reason to explain the current situation.

She didn't even know why she was lying on someone's lap suddenly.

In this world.

Ji Ling's smooth black hair was scattered on Mo Jingyu's legs, and her neck was slightly bent. Even if her body was twisted, it could be called a beautiful painting.

The eyes of the two are staggered.

Meet again.

Slowly, Mo Jingyu's body began to lean forward.